In the forest there is a town, Glen, whose name is much, much older than the town, yet not nearly so old as the forest.

And in Glen is the Dungeon.

There is no other name for it, though academics snap and snarl at the inaccuracy of it. The Dungeon is ancient, and vast, and ever-changing. It spans miles beneath the earth, in labyrinths and caverns, with rivers, cities, and would-be nations within its depths. Ever since humanoids discovered the Dungeon they have used it as a dumping ground for...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

Proxies. What do you guys think of them? In casual, should you allow proxies in your deck? Are there limits?

Personally, I'm debating bringing up proxies. I have two BW EDH decks, but I don't want to buy a second copy of two or three cards that are already in one deck. Would you allow someone to proxy a card that, except for finding/changing sleeves/shuffling, they have?

>>43890387Also, a guy who got his entire EDH collection stolen has been playing proxied versions of his decks for a few months now, gradually removing proxies as he adds cards to his deck. Any time he wants to add a new card to his deck he has to take out a proxy.

Ayla notices that you are distracted from watching the succubi fighting in the arena and pouts while pressing herself against you. She is still trying t extract an answer from you regarding how her pregnancy should progress. Apparently she’s already grown bored of being pregnant since it limits what she can do and she wants to have the baby now, but only if you are alright with it.

“If you want to go ahead, but you’ll miss out on the whole experience,” you look over and tell Ayla.

>Final reconstruction - Hestia is loathe to leave a job half done, so she is finishing up rebuilding the city above to her standards. Several hundred million administration troops have returned to the city. Directors Burgess and Snow are coordinating their deployment with Hestia, the familiar faces have a slight calming effect among the population. 0.003% complete.

“Master~” Ayla calls out to you, “ready? 3 – 2 – 1 – Go! ”

She suddenly plunges her hand into her abdomen and rips out a glowing orb of mana. Then she starts giggling.

“I knew that would work, isn’t that much easier master?” Ayla questions you while cradling the mass of power in her arms. To your senses it seems like a ball of living mana, much like Ayla herself, but less stable.

That slowly starts to change though as you see the magic start to collapse into the form of a baby, a beautiful little –

For character informations, old threads and stuff:>http://pastebin.com/RR1jbGbc>New rule, 1 free reroll each semester

>Summary: Year is 1983, Lord Voldemort was "killed" by the Boy Who Lived one year ago. You are John Apise, only child of a rich pureblood family, you started Hogwarts last year. You love potions, herbology and magical beasts. You meet with new friends and joined the Quidditch team as a Seeker. Your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher turned out to be...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

After half hour of flying you reach your destination. This is the first time you are attending a professional Quidditch match and this is the first time you see a real stadium. You follow Tim and his father. Tim has a big Wales hat on his head, a green hat with a red dragon roaring around. You see mostly Wales fans but there are a few people with Syrian flags as well.

The stadium is very nice and big. You are impressed. You can't imagine how it would feel to play here as a player infront of such a big crowd, even though the stadium is not full it is still impressive...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>43889546The game continues for another half hour as Wales starts to play more aggressively and they are ahead of the Syria by 50 points.

You and Tim get some snacks while watching the game. They are called Snake Crackers as they look like live small worms but when you eat them they crumble in your mouth and have a salty taste. You like it.

Then something goes wrong.

You hear a big explosion and suddenly all the lights of the stadium goes black. You can't see much, the sky is almost dark. You hear...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>43889335A single village or town, usually. figure out everything that I want in it, then create a world around it that makes sense. usually I'll end up going back into that town and changing things later, but somehow it feels more natural to me than starting with something abstract

Help me out /tg/I'm going to use a DnD-esque holiday game for some people, and I need help with the setting. Pic related is a WIP map, most of the world is going to be taiga, tundra, frozen desert etc.

What should I call the places? The only one I got in mind right now is a town called St. Nicholas, but there's going to be more

What gods, creatures and people dwell on this world? Keep in mind that everything is cold as fuck

Hear that, Skippy? That's the sound of...my power drill being unpowered. How unfortunate.

Oh well, since I can't get rid of you, I might as well accomodate you with one, and it's even techpriest related. And Violent, too. You like violence, right?

This happened on the very same ship which the whole noble massacre thing happened, then again, I am one of the crew of the Foregone Destruction, so no surprise there. There was actually another massacre, happened two months after we slaughtered half...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

Our friend, 9, was of the thought that all Xenostech is to be destroyed immediately, so imagine his shock when he was not only placed in the vicinity of Xenostech, but forced to ignore it, and occasionally even interact with it in a way that isn't destroying it. Not very fun, as you might imagine. However, shotgun persuasion and the promises of archaeotech in the future both add up to be very persuasive. Or so we thought. Well, atleast they didn't openly rebel.

First hint that something was wrong was when a routine check-in had three techpriests missing. 9,...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

Okay, the Seneschal going missing. Not exactly a big deal, he's a pitiful drunk, so it's likely he could've stumbled into a corner and cried himself to sleep for the ten thousandth time, but usually he was up awake and reporting in for duty even while soggy and unkempth, but three days passed and there was no sign of him. Not to mention, there usually tends not be a detached hand with the Seneschal's ring just lying around in the lower decks for a deck dreg to find.

Having the Seneschal brutally murdered tends to be a pretty bad thing. Even if he was...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

We had six false leads, most of them stowaways, and one being just a butchered corpse. In Hindsight, we probably should've paid more attention to that, but hey, violent murders tend to happen amongst the lower-ranking crew, and we thought we'd be searching for something big and scary, whereas the injuries on the butchered dude came from what we thought was a cleaver.

Howver, where six false leads were given to us, even more were given by mere fact that many of the search parties were killed, and the Servitors destroyed. Blokes who were monitoring the screens...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>43888746Nobody here has ever played. The storytimes are all people imagining what playing an RPG might be like, in the hopes they'll impress the imagined mass of actual RPG players who they assume browse here, and fit in; they are believed because nobody else has any experience either.

Why did you think that everybody was so focused on white-room charop, That Guy stories where nobody behaves in a realistic human manner, and quest threads?

Your name is Joseph Johanssonn, and you've never really been much of a leader. You've always been the quiet type, the kind of person that fades into the background and gets overlooked easily. Maybe that's why things worked out the way they did. What you did... it all started with the best possible intentions, but wasn't there a little bit of you that wanted...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

With the snow piling around you in thick drifts it is, at least, easy to follow in Leon's footsteps. For someone who claimed to know exactly where to find some demons, he's certainly taking a winding, circuitous path to whatever destination he might have in mind. It's almost enough to convince you that he's wandering aimlessly, ducking in and out of random buildings in search of something – anything – that might allow him to claim success.

It's only when you catch up with him...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.

Friendly reminder that in a canon novel written by Graham McNeil, a Ships Captain from the DAoT who was lost in the warp for a millenia returned to the Imperium and attempted to make contact with the locals, possibly share his INCREDIBLE UNIVERSE SHATTERING IRREPLACEABLE TECHNOLOGY with them

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